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Lore and Kor
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Kor314
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Nov 26, 2014 06:27PM
He kissed his hand and placed on each one.
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He stood up and mumbled goodbye and walked away.
He made it to a bar and jumped in it quickly. He still didn't have a shirt. He ordered the strongest alcoholic drink.
"I know. That is why I have a throat and a drink now." He said downing it and getting another.
He signaled to the bartender. He brought another.
He nodded and drank his without stopping.
He ordered another one. He downed it quickly.
She downed about five more before changing to another drink.
The bartender knew him and added stronger shots to his.
He continued to down them one after another.
The bartender tells him that is enough. He sighed and got up. He started to his house.
He went into his house and pulled out another bottle of alcohol.
"'Kay." He said walking to his room still drinking to find a shirt.
He laid across his couch with new clothes on.
He wheezed slightly. He had a slightly annoyed look on his face.
"Do you ever leave people alone?" His voice gravelly.
"Thank you." He said with a smirk. "And I like to sleep alone."
"Please. I need a night alone." He grumbled.
"No. Its-" He trailed off knowing she was gone and it was hard for him to explain.
He gets up and punches a wall. He threw a few things before laying down again and actually going to sleep.
He slept restlessly. His dreams were filled with things he didn't like.
He could sense something was wrong. He walk out of his house. He smelled the air. He shifted into a wolf. He saw where she wen with her scent trail. He let out a small howl. He followed it swiftly and quickly.
He sent out another warning howl realizing she was in wolf territory.
He followed her scent silently. He neared them and scent out a series of barks.
He jumped in and immediately tackled two wolves.
He tackled a few others. He ripped up their pelts slightly.
He shifted back into human for. He picked her up and started to his house.
He immediately started to patch her up.
"Its okay." He murmured and stitched up some wounds.
He finished and cleaned up her wounds with a warm wet cloth.
He moved her onto his bed to let her rest. He covered her up an immediately left to sleep on his couch.
He groaned and walked to his bedroom. "Yes?" He asked clearly sounding wore out and not wanting to deal with her crap.
"Of what?" He asked and leaned against the door frame.
He groaned and sat on the edge of the bed.
He slowly laid down and glanced over at her.
He draped an arm around her before falling asleep.
He dreamt about things in his past that he didn't like.
He woke up before her. He slowly moved away from her. He sat up and looked around the room. He found the picture of his wife and son knocked over. He stood and gently put it back up.
He soon walked to a bedroom that was kept locked. He unlocked it and walked into his son's room.
After a few minutes he left the room and locked the door again.
He sat by the door soon falling back asleep with the key dangling out of his hand.
There was a note saying there was blood in the kitchen.
He was still asleep next to the door.
He moved slightly in his sleep and caused him to hit the table and made a bottle of beer make a little noise.
